Socratic Metronome

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I composed this at one in the morning...
Please read and enjoy my composition.

I think.

Submitted: October 05, 2015

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Submitted: October 05, 2015

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(tick)

Becoming

My own version of myself I

found that 

Life Is Death.

(tock)

You cannot live without dying,

For we can just step outside

And 

Bleed.

(falsetto)

Becoming 

My own version of myself I

found That.

That which is not

Sane,

At least I think so. Or not.

Who cares?

(rest)

Blank spaces void of my dark thoughts

Or are they empty?

Friends are friends of friends that befriend an angelic form of demonic possession

An opression less possesed in a form of regression.

(C clef)

I Am Becoming.

Becoming of who?

Becoming a you?

Becoming a we?

Becoming a they?

Becoming those that become of themselves as the seekers of Truth?

(double bar line?)

Life is Death and Death is Life

and

Death has Life within its strife

and

Socrates once said that

the soul was Immortal

and hemlock killed a desolate becoming phase of

Life.

(double flat, please)

My own version of myself,

Not remixed or 

Altered in pitch,

Is as DEAD as it is alive.

(natural pitch now)

Will you believe that the dead become sane in the absense of the life once sought after by those who lived to protect life?

Or

Will you believe the living become sane in the absense of death to reach their Sanity?

(breath mark)

Time will Tell its stories. 

Time will reveal itself over time

As we talk about you and I

In our untouched I's.

Hopefully.

(tock) ----- how did that teardrop get there?


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